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From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,Zhang Fatty immediately pounced beside Liu Feifei, putting Liu Feifei on his back.,He seemed a little afraid I'd change my mind, glancing back at me as he took a step.。